I downloaded and installed the "pre-release" version a week ago. Immediately experienced a BSOD (something related to an NVidia graphics driver). Rebooted, uninstalled.
Fired up the never-uninstalled Firefox v3.x still on my system. And guess what? All my bookmarks, favorites, GONE. My history: GONE. My add-ons: GONE!
Damned uninstall nuked my entire Firefox installation (except for the actual folder and executables themselves).
DAMNED good thing I had duplicates on my home system (thanks to the Sync addon). Lesson learned (again): don't even think of trying a Mozilla / Firefox BETA.
Actually, thinking about it, when you stomp in a mud puddle, and the water goes flying out from beneath your shoe sole (presuming you had feet and shoe soles)... doesn't that also resemble the effect of a water stream striking a flat surface? Yet you don't disappear through an event horizon when you stomp through a mud puddle.
If there's a need for a disabled-friendly Blackberry or iPhone or whatever... wouldn't the market invent one and sell it? Why should ALL of us pay for features we neither need nor want?
I see no disabled-friendly footballs out there. Nor hand grenades. Nor microscopes. Nor National Match quality.22 caliber rifles. Nor Porsche race cars. Perhaps might there be things the disabled should NOT be doing? Like trying to see ANYTHING on a tiny little screen, trying to punch tiny little keys and buttons?
As usual the KongressKritters are totally off-base, doing the politically correct thing, and not showing a lick of sense or moderation.
Can someone (who knows what the hell they're talking about, and can give cites) please tell us what the actual Federal law is that controls this situation.
Because I tell ya what, folks: some son of a bitch detains ME and they got some 'splainin' to do!
"Am I under arrest?"
"No? Then shoot me, mother f*cker, or get out of the way."
And I'm headed for the door. And ANYONE who lays a hand on me is guilty of assault, and I plan to protect myself.
Screw it; my retirement pay comes in whether I'm in jail or not.
Perhaps I don't have a grasp on how the Internet, TCP/IP, etc. work.
But it seems to me, if you turned loose a spider that wandered around (from 000.000.0000 to 999.999.9999) and queried EVERY IP out there... wouldn't you end up with a complete structure of which IPs were active, which were not, and some sort of identification for each and every one of them? And what was connected to what (to rebuild routing tables. Especially if the IP host actually responded with some sort of ID?
For that matter, that identification could be done after the fact, ne? "Dude, if you're an active IP, send an email to this site with your IP and this completed DNS form. You won't be on the active list until you do."
Bidda boom, bidda bing.
Besides, this is just a plain old database anyway, isn't it? Just back up the damned thing.
I don't have no steenking Bing searchbar in my Firefox browser (no searchbars at all, in fact). The new extension did NOT show up in my Firefox addons, although I received my Windows updates yesterday.
So I'm not affected directly. But, as many others have said, I do NOT appreciate Microsoft changing ANYTHING in my computer without my specific, informed permission. Okay, they can change their own OS if necessary (since they usually accept responsibility for disasters that occur). But leave MY programs the hell alone!
They were bullsh*tting everyone, almost daydreaming. Nothing was there, nothing was probably going to be there, they apparently didn't have anything like the resources for that sort of archiving.
They got caught in their bullsh*t, and chickened out. Bidda boom.
Sigh... sure wish I hadn't lost that source code. Back in '86 or so, Turbo Pascal and 8086 assembly language (oh yeah!)... Toad's Infinite Integer Math. You could do all the basic math functions (add, subtract, multiply, divide, roots, powers) on integers whose length was only limited by the storage on your hard drive:-) Basically a calculator with a HUGE display screen:-) And with the largest numbers you can imagine treated as nice clean pure integers, no steenking floating point for us, unh unh! (Hell, my motherboard didn't even HAVE a math chip! Probably a Z-80 as I recall.)
Yeah, huge arrays of bytes, and simple functions that chugged through them, digit by digit:-) Worked great. Russian Peasant Algorithm, that sort of simple stuff, just with LONG numbers. And then a buddy on Usenet who heard about it sent me some more code that did some higher level math (logarithms and I forget what all; I'm no mathematician, just knocked it out as a lark).
Sure was fun, being able to manipulate numbers that were higher than the probably number of atoms in the Solar System, that sort of thing:-) And that was '86, small hard drives, 8-bit processors. Imagine what I could do with that now! Muah hah hah! The mind boggles!
But the hard drive with the source failed, the backup floppy was corrupted, my correspondent (who possibly had a copy of the source) dropped off the face of the earth, I couldn't find anything on Usenet or the usual sources. Gone gone gone [sob].
Now "Kamikaze Ducks" impressed me. BASIC source (in some old old computer hobbyist magazine back around 1982 or so), which I ported to every computer (from DEC mainframe to Commodore 64) I had access to.
But a single pixel "jumping" up and down, a static "terrain" (e.g., blocks) that can move left to right?
Even the very oldest hard drives didn't have physical control of exactly where data was written. Oh, they laid out x sectors on y tracks, and you could maybe measure where track 0 was and where track y was on the platter itself (by marking the actual head position), and determine the physical location of those tracks.
But the starting sector? Purely arbitrary: CPU or disk controller said "now", there was sector 0, and all the other sectors followed (the length of sectors being determined by the number of sectors).
Now, you _can_ possibly locate where sector 0 begins (I visualize a tiny spray gun electronically controlled to fire when track 0, sector 0, bit 0 is read). But I don't envy you that job. (Ever try physically modifying the read/write heads of a hard drive? No, I didn't think so.)
Again, with the older drives (especially the washing machine sized drives back in The Day), you could do physical stuff. Hell, I had an old 25MB hard drive that wouldn't start sometimes. But it had a flywheel (really) accessible between the control board and the drive case, and I could reach in with the eraser end of a pencil and "spin it up". I called it "kickstarting the hard drive", used to amuse hell out of visitors).
None of the new highly compact hard drives will let you do that sort of physical stuff. And they certainly aren't accessible to external CPU control: way too much (as said above) is done on the controller board.
So good luck to you. I'd give it up if I were you.
Bingo. Except my own interpretation (for which I did NOT get the Nobel Prize for Physics, bah, phooey!) was more like "Time is what prevents everything from happening at once."
Much cleaner and more definitive, wouldn't you think? But noooooo...
"Militaries make this explicit: you can be the best infantryman, combat engineer, tank driver, or whatever, but it doesn't matter; you're still an enlisted person and you still have to grovel to the most junior officer (manager) in the service."
Heh heh... you've obviously never met a sergeant major and watched his relationship with a junior lieutenant. But I digress...
Actually, adjust the trajectory a little bit and you could have a pretty cheap suborbital launching system... lots cheaper than an ICBM system, and no vulnerable post-launch burn target period either!
There may not be any buyers for a high-G orbital injector, but I can think of any number of evil folks who might want to bombard their neighbors (or halfway around the world, for that matter).
Slashdot Mirror
I downloaded and installed the "pre-release" version a week ago. Immediately experienced a BSOD (something related to an NVidia graphics driver). Rebooted, uninstalled.
Fired up the never-uninstalled Firefox v3.x still on my system. And guess what? All my bookmarks, favorites, GONE. My history: GONE. My add-ons: GONE!
Damned uninstall nuked my entire Firefox installation (except for the actual folder and executables themselves).
DAMNED good thing I had duplicates on my home system (thanks to the Sync addon). Lesson learned (again): don't even think of trying a Mozilla / Firefox BETA.
I think I found it, and am tempted to brag. But no good would come of it, and only harm.
So you'll just have to suffer.
(Oschwald, you owe me. One paratrooper to another. Next time I'm in Switzerland, a bier, hear?)
Well, boys, this one would be an easy one to test.
Find yourself (or be) a brave asthmatic.
Go out and buy some denatonium benzoate. It's readily available in liquid or powder form, and is pretty much non-toxic.
When you're feeling nice and congested ... snort up! (Or fire up a steamer and inhale some fumes.)
If it works, throw away those damned 25 dollar inhalers and let us know!
(Ain't science wunnerful?)
So, if the terms of his "Get Out Of Jail Free" card were too onorous ... what were the alternatives?
Screw him, thieving bastige. Let him see how six months (or six years?) in jail for Grand Theft Larceny suits him.
I have no feet and yet I must trample!
Actually, thinking about it, when you stomp in a mud puddle, and the water goes flying out from beneath your shoe sole (presuming you had feet and shoe soles) ... doesn't that also resemble the effect of a water stream striking a flat surface? Yet you don't disappear through an event horizon when you stomp through a mud puddle.
Bah humbug, I say!
Now THAT site is what scientific publications should be all about. No steenking membership. No steenking expensive annual fees.
You go there, you look around, you get to read abstracts _and_ the full damned paper (with ALL the images, hooray!). Great stuff.
Every scientific publication (or at least the ones being funded by OUR tax dollars) should work that way!
4 days and 4 nights?
4 tickets to the concert?
"... and a new laptop pimped out with Norton Internet Security 2011."
Be still, my beating heart!
If there's a need for a disabled-friendly Blackberry or iPhone or whatever ... wouldn't the market invent one and sell it? Why should ALL of us pay for features we neither need nor want?
I see no disabled-friendly footballs out there. Nor hand grenades. Nor microscopes. Nor National Match quality .22 caliber rifles. Nor Porsche race cars. Perhaps might there be things the disabled should NOT be doing? Like trying to see ANYTHING on a tiny little screen, trying to punch tiny little keys and buttons?
As usual the KongressKritters are totally off-base, doing the politically correct thing, and not showing a lick of sense or moderation.
Morons.
Can someone (who knows what the hell they're talking about, and can give cites) please tell us what the actual Federal law is that controls this situation.
Because I tell ya what, folks: some son of a bitch detains ME and they got some 'splainin' to do!
"Am I under arrest?"
"No? Then shoot me, mother f*cker, or get out of the way."
And I'm headed for the door. And ANYONE who lays a hand on me is guilty of assault, and I plan to protect myself.
Screw it; my retirement pay comes in whether I'm in jail or not.
Toad
Perhaps I don't have a grasp on how the Internet, TCP/IP, etc. work.
But it seems to me, if you turned loose a spider that wandered around (from 000.000.0000 to 999.999.9999) and queried EVERY IP out there ... wouldn't you end up with a complete structure of which IPs were active, which were not, and some sort of identification for each and every one of them? And what was connected to what (to rebuild routing tables. Especially if the IP host actually responded with some sort of ID?
For that matter, that identification could be done after the fact, ne? "Dude, if you're an active IP, send an email to this site with your IP and this completed DNS form. You won't be on the active list until you do."
Bidda boom, bidda bing.
Besides, this is just a plain old database anyway, isn't it? Just back up the damned thing.
And in Soviet Russia, rocks stone you!
Very poor wording in that article / title there. Our Ozzian brethren aren't gonna prevent anything.
"Hello," the lawyer lied.
First we shoot all the lawyers.
[waves 67-year-old-hand]
I'm not evil either! Well, not very.
I don't have no steenking Bing searchbar in my Firefox browser (no searchbars at all, in fact). The new extension did NOT show up in my Firefox addons, although I received my Windows updates yesterday.
So I'm not affected directly. But, as many others have said, I do NOT appreciate Microsoft changing ANYTHING in my computer without my specific, informed permission. Okay, they can change their own OS if necessary (since they usually accept responsibility for disasters that occur). But leave MY programs the hell alone!
The site is gone, and this explains why:
http://www.domainlogr.com/imagelogr.php
They were bullsh*tting everyone, almost daydreaming. Nothing was there, nothing was probably going to be there, they apparently didn't have anything like the resources for that sort of archiving.
They got caught in their bullsh*t, and chickened out. Bidda boom.
Woah! Just did a search (since I hadn't looked for this for years) and ... lo and behold! Found! Discovered! Yesssss!
http://drn.digitalriver.com/category/Borland-Turbo-Pascal-programming-language/296.html
Which leads to this download:
http://drn.digitalriver.com/free-download/Borland-Turbo-Pascal-programming-language/toadlongzip/51197.html
TOADLONG.ZIP! And it's all there! Enjoy :-)
(Yes, the old Turbo Pascal compilers are still out there too.)
Boy, that WAS back in The Day. Check out my old email address :-)
kirsch@braggvax.ARPA
Hmmm, I wonder if that's still working?
Toad
Sigh ... sure wish I hadn't lost that source code. Back in '86 or so, Turbo Pascal and 8086 assembly language (oh yeah!) ... Toad's Infinite Integer Math. You could do all the basic math functions (add, subtract, multiply, divide, roots, powers) on integers whose length was only limited by the storage on your hard drive :-) Basically a calculator with a HUGE display screen :-) And with the largest numbers you can imagine treated as nice clean pure integers, no steenking floating point for us, unh unh! (Hell, my motherboard didn't even HAVE a math chip! Probably a Z-80 as I recall.)
Yeah, huge arrays of bytes, and simple functions that chugged through them, digit by digit :-) Worked great. Russian Peasant Algorithm, that sort of simple stuff, just with LONG numbers. And then a buddy on Usenet who heard about it sent me some more code that did some higher level math (logarithms and I forget what all; I'm no mathematician, just knocked it out as a lark).
Sure was fun, being able to manipulate numbers that were higher than the probably number of atoms in the Solar System, that sort of thing :-) And that was '86, small hard drives, 8-bit processors. Imagine what I could do with that now! Muah hah hah! The mind boggles!
But the hard drive with the source failed, the backup floppy was corrupted, my correspondent (who possibly had a copy of the source) dropped off the face of the earth, I couldn't find anything on Usenet or the usual sources. Gone gone gone [sob].
Toad of Toad Hall
Hardly.
Now "Kamikaze Ducks" impressed me. BASIC source (in some old old computer hobbyist magazine back around 1982 or so), which I ported to every computer (from DEC mainframe to Commodore 64) I had access to.
But a single pixel "jumping" up and down, a static "terrain" (e.g., blocks) that can move left to right?
And this girl's in college?
If she were 9, I'd be impressed.
Even the very oldest hard drives didn't have physical control of exactly where data was written. Oh, they laid out x sectors on y tracks, and you could maybe measure where track 0 was and where track y was on the platter itself (by marking the actual head position), and determine the physical location of those tracks.
But the starting sector? Purely arbitrary: CPU or disk controller said "now", there was sector 0, and all the other sectors followed (the length of sectors being determined by the number of sectors).
Now, you _can_ possibly locate where sector 0 begins (I visualize a tiny spray gun electronically controlled to fire when track 0, sector 0, bit 0 is read). But I don't envy you that job. (Ever try physically modifying the read/write heads of a hard drive? No, I didn't think so.)
Again, with the older drives (especially the washing machine sized drives back in The Day), you could do physical stuff. Hell, I had an old 25MB hard drive that wouldn't start sometimes. But it had a flywheel (really) accessible between the control board and the drive case, and I could reach in with the eraser end of a pencil and "spin it up". I called it "kickstarting the hard drive", used to amuse hell out of visitors).
None of the new highly compact hard drives will let you do that sort of physical stuff. And they certainly aren't accessible to external CPU control: way too much (as said above) is done on the controller board.
So good luck to you. I'd give it up if I were you.
Bingo. Except my own interpretation (for which I did NOT get the Nobel Prize for Physics, bah, phooey!) was more like "Time is what prevents everything from happening at once."
Much cleaner and more definitive, wouldn't you think? But noooooo ...
"Militaries make this explicit: you can be the best infantryman, combat engineer, tank driver, or whatever, but it doesn't matter; you're still an enlisted person and you still have to grovel to the most junior officer (manager) in the service."
Heh heh ... you've obviously never met a sergeant major and watched his relationship with a junior lieutenant. But I digress ...
Toad-san
(retired SGM)
Actually, adjust the trajectory a little bit and you could have a pretty cheap suborbital launching system ... lots cheaper than an ICBM system, and no vulnerable post-launch burn target period either!
There may not be any buyers for a high-G orbital injector, but I can think of any number of evil folks who might want to bombard their neighbors (or halfway around the world, for that matter).
And it won't be icecream either.
"'The fear is that if you pursue computer science, you will be stuck in a basement, writing code. That is absolutely not the reality.'"
But ... but ... but I WANT to be stuck in a basement, writing code!
[sob]
You got that, jerk? Bite me, Ted Alvin Klaudt, you criminal bastige. There, that's a nice round million. Come and get it, jerk.